1st Story | The journey's just begun.

[chest_forest]

[Varric felt good about waking up this morning, he had finished recanting the exploits of the Champion of Kirkwall, telling what had likely been the greatest story he's ever told. He felt pretty full of himself, as he stretched on this...comfortable bed? Sure he kept a "suite" at the Hanged Man...but the bed wasn't ever any more comfortable than

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[chest_forest]

Of course I know Bianca.

Wait...you know Bianca? I get the strangest feeling we aren't talking about the same thing, here.

[chest_forest]

Yea...sure sounds like it.

Why don't you tell me about this Bianca of yours? I'll see if it matches up.

[Totally not dodging having to talk about his own Bianca, oh no not at all.]

[chest_forest]

...what the hell is a...Pokayman?

[chest_forest]

Seriously though what is it? Since you said trainer...is it some kind of animal you can find around here?

Are they good to eat?

[chest_forest]

Ahh, what a shame. Well, if it's any consolation I wouldn't eat an animal that belonged to someone anyway.

Oh, you seem like a kid that knows a bit about this place, why don't you fill a confused old man in on what's going on here? I'd really appreciate it.

[chest_forest]

Wait a bit and I'll get it back, huh?

I think I might need you to explain that a little further...this old, Ale-addled mind of mine just can't pick up on your subtleties right now, Nuvemian.

[Yes, Varric's already using a nickname for the boy.]

[chest_forest]

Interesting.

Anything else important I should know? Like if I do certain things...for example maybe I have to beat someone into the ground...is there anyone around punishing us for it?

[chest_forest]

Ahhh, good to know.

You've been a real help, kid. If you ever need anything, give old Varric a...uh...whatever you call using these things...and I'll help you out.